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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cc0033; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #e6ecf9; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Book of Filial Piety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cc0033; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #e6ecf9; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cc0033; cursor: pointer; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #e6ecf9; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;The Analects of Confucius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cc0033; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #e6ecf9; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cc0033; cursor: pointer; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #e6ecf9; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Tao Te Ching or Dao De Jing or&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Book of Ethics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sun Tzu Art of War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I-Ching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;每一个孩子就应该象天上的恒星一样，家长应该让孩子找到自己的运动轨迹，而不是盲目的被吸引&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;每一个孩子一生一定要读的五本书&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;是属于课题研究中的素质教育部分，一个孩子是不是教育成功我们不是看他分数或者考上大学，而是看孩子是不是和谐，和谐是孩子最成功的教育，一个和谐的孩子表现在与家庭、社会、自然、金钱以及人生哲学思想的和谐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;如果这五大方面和谐了，这个孩子的人生应该是幸福的，事实上我们的整个社会也和谐了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;人和家庭最好的书是&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;《孝经》，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;因为家庭的和谐最重要是孝顺父母，西方教育孩子童年象天堂一样，中年在忙碌中进行，而到了晚年则进了养老院。西方人强调的是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;，而东方人在爱的基础上更有孝这个字。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;人和社会最好的书是&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;《论语》，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;相信和韩国、日本的朋友打过交道的都知道，他们大多数都非常注重礼节，因为他们从小读就诵读《论语》。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;论语》是孔子与其弟子的语录结集，儒家重要经典之一。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;结集工作是由孔子门人及再传弟子完成的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;现在我们人类太要强了，但最后伤害的只是我们自己，因此我们要教育孩子学会和自然的和谐，那么这本最好的书就是我们中国老子留下来的&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;《道德经》。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;老子的《道德经》，其精炼的九九八十一章，仅以简洁优美的五千文字，洋洋洒洒深邃博大地，构造出了一个朴素、自然、豁达、飘逸的宇宙观、人生观、方法论的宏大框架。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;现在人类的城市化肯定会影响地球磁场运动的平衡，读《道德经》让我们了解自然之道，可以让我们人类更好的和自然和谐存在。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;其实和商业的和谐也是很重要的，因此也应该给孩子读商业方面的书籍&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;。《孙子兵法》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;是中国古代的兵书，作者为春秋末年的齐国人孙武。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;全书为十三篇，是孙武初次见面赠送给吴王的见面礼，事见司马迁《史记》：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;孙子武者，齐人也，以兵法见吴王阖闾。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;商场如战场，世界首富比尔盖茨，亚洲首富孙正毅都在看《孙子兵法》，事实上，商业如果处理和谐并不会如你说的出现这样的事情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;最好的哲学书籍不是黑格尔的，也不是马克思的，而是来自七千年前人类智慧结晶&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;《易经》。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;舒云涛早期教育研究的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;生命教育科学教育&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;就是来自《易经》为哲学基础，知识经济就是变化快，因此学校教育一直在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;变易&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;，而我研究的新经济家庭教育体系则是强调家长抓住&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;不易&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;的教育，同时考虑到家长工作比较忙，我们还尽量能帮家长找到一种&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;简易&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;的教育方法在家庭中教育孩子，这就应用了《易经》中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;不易、变易、简易&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;的概念。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody1"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun;"&gt;古人说：不读易者不能为将相，无论在预测、风水、中医、军事、科学、宇宙等领域都离不开《易经》这一本书，因此我真的是拜托家长一定要让孩子去读这一本书，别说这么多涉及，就当哲学书来读就好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-5384562548704374082?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/XURY-FjwdDU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/5384562548704374082/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=5384562548704374082" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/5384562548704374082?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/5384562548704374082?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/XURY-FjwdDU/5-important-books-in-childs-life.html" title="5 Important Books in a Child's Life" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2011/03/5-important-books-in-childs-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAHSXYzeCp7ImA9WhZTFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-3002501661559818537</id><published>2011-03-07T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T07:25:38.880+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-19T07:25:38.880+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pre-school" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Glenn Doman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children Development" /><title>Supporting a method</title><content type="html">There are so many enrichment programs and so many pre-schools with different kind of programs. However, before we&amp;nbsp;enroll&amp;nbsp;a child into any of such programs, have we ever ask ourselves, can we support the program or the methods being taught?&lt;br /&gt;
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As an IT trained guy, I always treat it like buying a software. Here are the processes:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Explore/Research: You go out to find various softwares to suit the business. You go out to find &amp;nbsp;various programs for your child.&lt;br /&gt;
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2) Pre-sales: You invite vendors to present their solution. You attend trial programs to understand the classes or the methods further.&lt;br /&gt;
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3) Proposal: You invite selected vendor to submit proposals. You want to understand their pricing, maintenance and support. As a parent, you will start collecting information such as school/programs fees, their schedules and what a parent should do to support the program.&lt;br /&gt;
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4) Sales: You purchase the solution. You sign up for the class.&lt;br /&gt;
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5) Maintenance &amp;amp; support: The solution provider starts to provide software maintenance and support based on contract signed. As a parent, we will have to do our part to start providing support for the child &amp;nbsp;after each class.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now here's my point. A lot of parents are not ready for point no.5. To them, after attending the class is the end of it. If that is the case, I think you are not doing justice for your child and to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) If your child is attending Shichida,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you are supposed to do homework with your child. I have known friends who find it too tough and dropout from the class. This is a good example of point no.5. I have also heard of friends who told me Shichida is like GUG or JG. In my heart, are you sure? Did you do your research?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;2) Glenn Doman flash cards. you are supposed to follow a time table to do flash cards with your child. You are supposed to do it in a fun way, twice a day. It won't take up more than 5 mins of your time. However, I have friends telling me it is too tedious. Some of them told me that their child is not getting it. To me, the problem is they have not followed the basic principle. Accept the child is smarter than us. Once we accept this fact, the GD methods will work beautifully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;3) Montessori. I have friends who always ask me. What is this huh? They asked me because my son is attending a Mandarin-based Montessori class every Saturday although he had stopped now. I find a lot of parents are not ready to support it. I have seen parents in the class raising their voice to their kids to achieve their wants. This is totally absurd. I have also seen parents want their children to do the activities that they think is best for them, not what the kids want. This is totally against the principle behind it. Have the teachers explained to them? The answer is yes. Do the parents get it? No idea. To me, every Saturday they acted the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;There are many more but I shall not describe further. Basically this is my message. If you would like to sign up for a class or a program for your child, do some research. Understand what it is all about. Ensure you have the time and resources to support it. If not, that is probably not the one for you even it is the best in town. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-3002501661559818537?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/Hy1dks44oJg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/3002501661559818537/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=3002501661559818537" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/3002501661559818537?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/3002501661559818537?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/Hy1dks44oJg/supporting-method.html" title="Supporting a method" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2011/03/supporting-method.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cAQX07eCp7ImA9WhZTFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-7656469467485715912</id><published>2011-02-24T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T07:30:40.300+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-19T07:30:40.300+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children Development" /><title>From now till 3, they are egocentric.</title><content type="html">Last Saturday, teacher Ng, or I fondly called her 黄老师, told one of the mum that boys at these age are egocentric. What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;They live in their own World&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They won't listen to your instructions&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They may or may not interact with other kids&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, at times, there is no point getting kids to do what we want them to do. In fact, now is the stage to encourage them to do simple stuffs like putting things back, saying hi and etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this reminds me of this book called "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0767927435/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_1?pf_rd_p=1278548962&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=0975998110&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1H4WR9HD7R7R7WHYK4GG"&gt;Scream free parenting&lt;/a&gt;." There is no point screaming at our kids to get them to do what we want them to do. Here's another simple example. One of the mummies kept on raising her voice to ask her child to do this, to do that. Does it work? Of course it doesn't. So the next question is, why do we a lot of parents kept on using the same formula that doesn't work? Is it because they don't have other formulas to work with? Maybe???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, one thing I do know is this. There is no point shouting or raising voice. Instead, stay calm. Provide the child with a positive environment. Always say yes. Focus on the activities that we want them to do, rather than saying no, which is meaningless to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's another example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If a child is climbing, instead of saying "no climbing", says "come down please." Isn't this more meaningful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-7656469467485715912?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/Yp7KtTQQCdU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/7656469467485715912/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=7656469467485715912" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/7656469467485715912?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/7656469467485715912?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/Yp7KtTQQCdU/from-now-till-3-they-are-egocentric-now.html" title="From now till 3, they are egocentric." /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2011/02/from-now-till-3-they-are-egocentric-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4MQHc8cCp7ImA9Wx9XEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-751949389910596555</id><published>2011-01-03T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T11:06:21.978+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-03T11:06:21.978+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Primary 1" /><title>Get your kid ready for Primary 1 from Asiaone.</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://edvantage.com.sg/edvantage/news/schoolnews/521896/Get_your_kid_ready_for_Primary_1.html"&gt;http://edvantage.com.sg/edvantage/news/schoolnews/521896/Get_your_kid_ready_for_Primary_1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-751949389910596555?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/T2zLyqN4Fpk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/751949389910596555/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=751949389910596555" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/751949389910596555?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/751949389910596555?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/T2zLyqN4Fpk/get-your-kid-ready-for-primary-1-from.html" title="Get your kid ready for Primary 1 from Asiaone." /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2011/01/get-your-kid-ready-for-primary-1-from.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YFSX48fSp7ImA9WhZTFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-5783603358581905094</id><published>2010-12-16T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T07:31:58.075+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-19T07:31:58.075+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pre-school" /><title>Sending to pre-school</title><content type="html">Last Saturday was my son's last class at CS. So, I took the chance to ask the teacher about sending him to pre-school.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her advices are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Kids between 2 to 3 language sensitivity is at peak. She mentioned this to me before. So, he will learn the good and bad quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
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2) Kids going to preschool will learn good and bad behaviour. There is always two sides of a coin. However, the challenge is kids between 2 to 3 will be more difficult to correct them as they have not learnt what is right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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3) Her advice is better to send kids to pre-school after 3 rather than before 3.&lt;br /&gt;
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4) Parents accompanied are fine.&lt;br /&gt;
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5) Kids will tend to have bad dreams and etc... when they go to preschool. This is true as one of his classmates, who is 3 years, is currently having nightmare every other night. This is the feedback from his father.&lt;br /&gt;
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My son is currently with his nanny and I just don't want him to be there not learning anything. Not kiasu, but at least give him a more learning environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-5783603358581905094?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/LWYlXot3YL8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/5783603358581905094/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=5783603358581905094" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/5783603358581905094?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/5783603358581905094?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/LWYlXot3YL8/sending-to-pre-school.html" title="Sending to pre-school" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/12/sending-to-pre-school.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEECSH07cSp7ImA9Wx9TEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-2966358443648381754</id><published>2010-11-19T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T22:24:29.309+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-19T22:24:29.309+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children Development" /><title>2 to 4 years old</title><content type="html">Last week, I had dinner with a ex colleague who had two kids. He told me kids will be crying and whinning between age two to four for no apparent reasons. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I thought is it true? Now I realize, it is true. My son has started this pattern. Don't ask me why? I have no idea but he sure want to cry or whine.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-2966358443648381754?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/C9Z3zwNervk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/2966358443648381754/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=2966358443648381754" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/2966358443648381754?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/2966358443648381754?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/C9Z3zwNervk/2-to-4-years-old.html" title="2 to 4 years old" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/11/2-to-4-years-old.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAHQXc7cSp7ImA9Wx5XEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-208844988620665063</id><published>2010-09-11T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:12:10.909+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-11T16:12:10.909+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Montessori" /><title>Fantasy and Imagination</title><content type="html">Teacher said there is a blur line between fantasy and imagination. There is a reason why no plastic toy is used in the class. Most plastic toys are associated with cartoon characters and when children play with it, they think they are playing with cartoon characters. This is not good. This is fantasizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, let's say if the kids play with wooden toys, they have to imagine. For example. imagine how to cook, how to slice and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want our child to imagine, not fantasizing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-208844988620665063?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/kYk4LRfwcTc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/208844988620665063/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=208844988620665063" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/208844988620665063?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/208844988620665063?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/kYk4LRfwcTc/fantasy-and-imagination.html" title="Fantasy and Imagination" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/09/fantasy-and-imagination.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUMQH8-cCp7ImA9Wx5XEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-3689803096922362613</id><published>2010-09-11T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:04:41.158+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-11T16:04:41.158+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Montessori" /><title>Action, Not Words</title><content type="html">Learned this last week and it happened again this morning. Yup, at my son usual Saturday morning Mandarin Montessori class. Today, we have a new friend and he is 18 months only. Been new to this environment, he was cranky, crying and running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did his dad do? First most common comment from parents is why are you so naughty? Second most common comment from parents is you cannot do this, you cannot touch that. Third most? Actually I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So teacher had a conversation with the new kid's father. Use action more than words. At this stage, the child won't understand. Use positive action, keep on repeating it. I remembered this advice was given when we went for the Montessori trial class at Orchard, the teacher did the same thing to Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, teacher shared another of her knowledge with us. Always look into the child's eyes if you want something. Rather than saying no, using your finger, shaking your head, look into the child's eyes and said no, yes, good job and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why? In my opinion, it helps the child to associate the words with the objective he needs to achieve. If not, he will associate the action rather than the words. These are my thoughts, got to verify.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-3689803096922362613?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/-C3LoWxWi8A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/3689803096922362613/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=3689803096922362613" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/3689803096922362613?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/3689803096922362613?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/-C3LoWxWi8A/action-not-words.html" title="Action, Not Words" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/09/action-not-words.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkINRHs-eip7ImA9Wx9VGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-3165462492253076830</id><published>2010-08-17T10:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T18:36:35.552+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-06T18:36:35.552+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children Development" /><title>Ang Mo mummy vs Chinese Granny</title><content type="html">The other day at the playground. Kids were gathering leaves, twigs and etc... to play.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ang Mo mummy,"What's that? Is that a kitchen or cooking station?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Kids nodding their heads.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ang Mo mummy,"What do you sell? Do you have frog legs?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Kids opened their eyes big big and I was laughing away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Chinese granny to her grandson,"Cannot go there. Dirty. Got fertilizers."&lt;br /&gt;
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- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-3165462492253076830?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/-L8JgJEiOUs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/3165462492253076830/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=3165462492253076830" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/3165462492253076830?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/3165462492253076830?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/-L8JgJEiOUs/other-day-at-playground.html" title="Ang Mo mummy vs Chinese Granny" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/08/other-day-at-playground.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIFRH49fSp7ImA9Wx5SGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-5512483405237597889</id><published>2010-08-15T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T13:01:55.065+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-15T13:01:55.065+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toddler Stage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Montessori" /><title>Another Proud Moment</title><content type="html">Sometimes, I really want to ask myself this question. What am I trying to achieve for my son Saturday class at CS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today, I have not given myself an answer yet. But I do tell myself one thing, when you don't have expectation, you will get surprise and this is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, teacher wanted one of the girl to help her distribute the art and craft papers. In the end, the girl didn't do it. So, the teacher asked my son to distribute the ribbons to all the students in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? He did it accurately when teacher tell him to give this ribbon to this so and so student. He could walk towards that student, extend his hand out with the ribbon. We were all surprised, especially the mummies and daddies in the class. After all, he is the youngest in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was happy to see this and Papa was proud. 8-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-5512483405237597889?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/5Njw2RVmKpY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/5512483405237597889/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=5512483405237597889" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/5512483405237597889?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/5512483405237597889?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/5Njw2RVmKpY/another-proud-moment.html" title="Another Proud Moment" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-proud-moment.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AAR3k7eSp7ImA9Wx5SE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-7755490983557912412</id><published>2010-08-09T07:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T07:55:46.701+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-09T07:55:46.701+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toddler Stage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Montessori" /><title>Putting things back</title><content type="html">Yup,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent, this is something we always want our kids to do but hard to teach. Is it really that hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I have no idea. My son had been attending Kindermusik for several terms already and he gets to see kids returning the stuffs themselves. Teacher has been coaching them as well and of course, he had picked up this social skill quite sometime ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what delighted me was his ability to take instructions to put back things to it's original location during his Montessori class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand kids will react differently when they are in a different environment. At least this shows he is slowly or already adjusted to the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkout this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ne6ki0eOegA" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ne6ki0eOegA"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;!-- Fallback content --&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ne6ki0eOegA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ne6ki0eOegA/0.jpg" width="400" height="300" /&gt;YouTube Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-7755490983557912412?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/MYjSaOuddaA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/7755490983557912412/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=7755490983557912412" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/7755490983557912412?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/7755490983557912412?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/MYjSaOuddaA/yup-as-parent-this-is-something-we.html" title="Putting things back" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/08/yup-as-parent-this-is-something-we.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AARHk9cCp7ImA9Wx5TGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-6013760660993178920</id><published>2010-08-04T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T14:02:25.768+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-04T14:02:25.768+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toddler Stage" /><title>My son@19 months</title><content type="html">Today he is 19th months and I could still remember how my wife was driven to hospital with the help of our good friends. We took a wrong turn and it took longer than usual to the hospital. I still remembered my wife was asking why we had not reached the hospital yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... Anyway, after a couple of hours in the water, he popped. Still remember that day when Dr. Paul asked me to cut, I said to myself why so rubbery one... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want to take this opportunity to thank my wife who had took care of him so well. Keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2752.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="187" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Jan 2009 - First day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2753.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="187" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th Feb 2009 - First month celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2754.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th Mar 2009 - Daddy's little monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2755.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Apr 2009 - Daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2756.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd May 2009 - New look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2757.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th Jun 2009 - Drinking from beaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2758.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th Jul 2009 - Tub Swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2759.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th Aug 2009 - Reading together with Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2761.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th Sep 2009 -Do not disturb. I'm doing push-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2762.jpg" border="0" width="187" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Oct 2009 - I'm 9th month today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2763.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th Nov 2009 - Having fun with Papa's beanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2764.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th Dec 2009 - Going to be one year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2765.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Jan 2010 - I'm one year old. Thank you Mama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2766.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th Feb 2010 - Trying to understand what is washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2767.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th Mar 2010 - The return of the Ah Pek pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2768.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd Apr 2010 - Self-feeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2769.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th May 2010 - At Toys r Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2770.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th Jun 2010 - At JG@Evan's Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2771.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th Jul 2010 - Helping Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/2772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/03/s_2772.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Aug 2010 - Latest fashion in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="blogpress_location"&gt;Location:&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Maxwell%20Link,Singapore,Singapore%401.276911%2C103.847910&amp;amp;z=10"&gt;Maxwell Link,Singapore,Singapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-6013760660993178920?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/X4y_UJA6P3M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/6013760660993178920/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=6013760660993178920" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/6013760660993178920?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/6013760660993178920?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/X4y_UJA6P3M/my-son.html" title="My son@19 months" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-son.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8ESX89eyp7ImA9Wx5TGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-1196145385290186551</id><published>2010-08-03T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T14:43:28.163+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-03T14:43:28.163+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toddler Stage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children Development" /><title>Left or right?</title><content type="html">Yesterday, he started to choose the shoes he wanted to wear. We were quite puzzle why he wanted to wear it this way? Nice? Fashionable? A friend of mine said since his style is mismatched, this explains why he chose his shoes like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/02/2592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/02/s_2592.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="281" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, I asked myself. Does he know his left and right? If he knows, how did he learn it? By the shape of the shoes? The colour? Or how? Was it the daily sorter activities help him to identify it? So many question marks but one answer. Check out the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/FX9cFV2y9dY" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FX9cFV2y9dY"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;!-- Fallback content --&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FX9cFV2y9dY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/FX9cFV2y9dY/0.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;YouTube Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-1196145385290186551?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/_kZANp8HhCs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/1196145385290186551/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=1196145385290186551" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/1196145385290186551?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/1196145385290186551?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/_kZANp8HhCs/left-or-right.html" title="Left or right?" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/08/left-or-right.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcFRX8zeCp7ImA9Wx5TGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-4064102964334925518</id><published>2010-08-01T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T14:46:54.180+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-03T14:46:54.180+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toddler Stage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Montessori" /><title>Teacher's advice</title><content type="html">Time really flies fast and today is my son finishing his first month at CS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the teacher's report card? Well, she said my son has grown taller!!! Not a report card though... But seriously speaking, my son is really tall now. He is going to be 9 months soon and his height is almost 90cm. Gosh!!! Unbelievable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's interesting today was, my son was able to put back the tools back to their original location. However, when the teacher started to praise him, he stopped doing it. Instead, he started to play around... haiz...Never mind, he will be better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most important learning today was the teacher advice to me. So why me? Well, my son is the youngest in the class. He is only 18 months ++ going to 19 and the rest of the kids are at least 2.5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is what she taught or advice me today. Kids around 18 months ++ has a tremendous thirst for learning. They will learning everything they see, hear and etc... All through their five senses. At this age, they don't know what is fear and if you put them beside a tiger, they will hug the tiger (This is the example given by the teacher. Why not use cockroach instead?) But as they grow older, they will be able to sense and learn from their surrounding. By then, he will know going near to a tiger spells danger. She further emphasised to me that at the age of 21 months to 23 months, their language sensitivity is at the highest point, which means whatever you said, they will repeat exactly words in words... She said by then, we must speak the language accurately to him and also, he will copy our behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indirectly, she was telling me to consciously watch our behaviour in front of our son. I totally agreed with her as I could see my son had copied some of the not so good behaviour from us. We must make a conscious effort to discipline ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also reminds me why children grow up from a domestic violence prone family will become one at the end of the day. This also reminds me one of the five tenants of Screamfree parenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Worry more about your own behaviour than that of your children. Imagine watching yourself in a movie where you are scolding a two-year old but behaving like one, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, imagine your behaviour in in the movie and ask yourself, is this what you want your child to see? Regardless of his age, whether he is one, ten or twenty today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, parenting coach Hal Runkel has these words for us and I strongly encourage you to remember it (and myself too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I look at my children, I remind myself that I'm not raising kids. I'm raising a man and a woman," he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this blog entry, a video captured of my son during today class. Everyone loves him, especially his teacher as he is the youngest in the class.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fdbbbd9618aa373a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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Actually, I was lazy lah... Furthermore, last week I flew more than I took MRT, so quite tiring. Anyway, coming this Saturday, it will be my son fourth class at CS. So how is it so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sat enrichment class is conducted by a native Chinese lady and of course, her mandarin is great. Since I speak to my son in Mandarin most of the time, this is the perfect class for him. In fact, during his first day in the class, he did quite well. He was able to understand the instructions given by the Chinese teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's talk about the class. Well this is a Montessori class, and thus, the kids are expected to play with the Montessori toys. Kids are free to choose what they like to play or learn with. Before playing or working on it, they have to take a small floor mat and put it on floor. This is one instruction given by the teacher to all new students. And of course, the current students know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 30 mins or so is free learning. The teacher will walk around, supervise the kids. She won't interrupt unless it is necessary. During Matt first day, she showed Matt's around, taught him the need of getting a floor mat before playing. Matt tends to throw things around and he did that too in the class. The teacher patiently taught him to pass her the tools and return it to him. Again, same teaching from the previous trial class at Brainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After free play, there will be a good morning and greeting session. The teacher will say good morning to all the kids and take out a stack of pictures. She will take out a picture and asks the class who is this? She will ask a student whether the kid in the picture is around or where is the kid? The kid in the picture will walk towards the teacher and greet her, take his or her picture. After this greeting session, every kid will return their picture to the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, it will be singing and exercise session. Songs played are similar to those at Brainy. These songs are designed to teach the kids about up and down, in out, fast and slow and etc... Every song has something to teach the kids. Best part is, all the songs are in mandarin. I liked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After songs, the kids will go for a drink and then follow by Art &amp;amp; Craft. After that, go home. The entire class is about one and a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my son's favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/29/2386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/29/s_2386.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are supposed to take one blue and one red in each hand. They need to shake it and identify the sound. 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Translated from google.</title><content type="html">Kindly take note the entire of this post was translated by Google. The original post is actually in Chinese. Hope you guys can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son to America to study and settle in the United States after graduation. Back to me for foreign wife Susan. Today, grandson Toby has been 3 years old. This summer, for my son for a visit visa. Spent three months in the United States, foreign wife Susan methods of teaching children to make eye-opener for my mother in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not eat on an empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, Toby woke up, Susan the breakfast table to a place, it just keep running around tending to a. Toby will climb their own stool, drink milk, eat toast. Eat, he returned to his room, in the closet to find clothes, shoes, and then put their own. Toby, after all, only 3 years old, are still not clear sides of pants, can not distinguish left and right foot shoes. Once again Toby anti-pants wearing, I quickly stepped forward to help him change, he was Susan stopped. She said that if he felt uncomfortable, will themselves off and re-dressed; if he did not feel any discomfort, it will be with him. All that day, Toby ran against wearing pants, as Susan did not see the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Toby out and the neighborhood children to play, no more than the General Assembly! On! Breathlessly ran home, and Susan said: "Mum, Lucy said, to wear my pants backwards, really?" Lu West is the neighbor girl, 5 years old this year. Susan smiled and said: "Yes, you like want to change back?" Toby nodded, took off his pants, examine it, and re-dressed. Since then, Toby had never wearing pants against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not help but think that my granddaughter will not use chopsticks at age 56, elementary school will not socks. Now boarding in the middle of her home every weekend to do a lot of dirty clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day at noon, Toby emotional, refused to eat. Susan told him a few words, angrily pushing the plate a little Toby to the ground plate of food spilled all over the floor. Susan looked at Toby, earnestly and said: "It seems you do not want to eat! Remember, from now until tomorrow morning, you eat nothing." Toby nodded firmly replied: "Yes!" I laughed within herself, this mother and son, but also all kind of dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, Susan and I discuss in the evening for me to cook Chinese food. I take the hint, Toby farewell love Chinese food, it must be Susan that Toby did not make good meal at noon, let him eat more at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I display their cooking done Toby favorite sweet and sour fillet, shrimp oil boring, but also pasta made with Chinese-style cold noodles. Toby likes to eat the kind of noodle, full of little people can eat a large plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Began to eat dinner, and Toby joyfully climbed the stool. Susan has come over, took his plate and knife and fork, said: "We have an appointment, you can not eat today, you have agreed to." Face serious look at Toby's mother, "wow" slamming in tears, weeping, saying: "Mom, I'm hungry, I want to eat." "No, said something to count." Susan is no soft-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad, and want to make Toby pleading, sweet talk, recorded a wink to my son. Remember when I first came to the United States, his son told me that, in the United States, parents educate their children, others do not intervene, even seniors are no exception. No choice, I had to remain silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That meal, from start to finish, poor little Toby has been sitting in toy car, eyes Pakistan! Bus to see the three of us adults devour. This I know Susan I do the real meaning of Chinese food. I believe that next time, Toby would like to throw tantrums when their jobs will certainly think of their stomachs to see my parents and grandmother eat experience. Hungry taste bad experience, What is the face of their favorite food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before bedtime, I and Susan Toby destination with good night. Toby carefully asked: "Mom, I'm hungry, I eat Chinese noodles you?" Susan smiled and shook his head and said firmly: "No!" Toby sighed and asked: "Then wait for me End feel sleep eyes, you can eat? "" Sure. "gently replied Susan. Toby Tiantiandexiao the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most cases, Toby eat very positive, he do not want to "stop eating" and miss the food, hungry longer suffering. Every time I see Toby buried, breathing places to eat, his face sticky mouth is food, I think granddaughter. She, like Toby so much, in order to coax her to eat some adults, carrying rice bowls with her behind him, she does not buy it, but also on the conditions: after eating a bowl of buying toys, eat a bowl of buying a Toys ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye for an eye, but also a person in his body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, we took Toby to the park to play. Soon, Toby, and two girls playing on the kitchen game. Plastic pot, a small shovel, small plates, small bowl placed over the floor. Suddenly, a mischievous Toby took pot was kept in a girl's head struck it, girl confounded a moment, burst into tears. Another girl with a smaller number, see some cases, have also been scared to cry. Toby did not think so probably there will be serious consequences, standing, stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan walked up, opening and cleaning the whole matter, she was silent, took the pot, struck her head to Toby, Toby did not prepare for, suddenly sat down on the grass, the cry randomly up . Susan Toby asked: "Does it hurt? Next time also like this?" Toby crying, while shaking his head hard. I believe he'll never do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby's uncle presented him with a little blue bike, Toby is like as a baby, not allowed to touch other people. Neighbor girl Lucy is a good friend Toby, Toby begged several times to ride to his car, Toby no promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, when playing with several children, Lucy, do not pay attention while Toby and secretly ride car, sped away. Toby discovered, came to the Susan angrily complain. Susan is the mother of several children together and chat over coffee, then smiled and said: "You do themselves, mothers may be unable to manage." Toby no choice but to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little while, Lucy riding a car back. Toby to see Lucy, one will she fall to the ground and seized the car. Lucy sitting on the ground and burst into tears. Susan picked up Lucy, to appease her for a while. Soon, Lucy and other children to play up happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby will be riding their own cars, feel a little bored, saw a few kids having so much pleasure, he would like to join, they felt embarrassed. He Cengdao Susan around, muttered: "Mom, I want them to play with Lucy." Susan said quietly: "That you find them!" "Mom, you went with me. "Toby pleaded. "I can not do, just that you Lucy cry, and now you want and you play, you have to solve their own problems."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby slowly riding a car near Lucy, approaching her and when they turned back. Back and forth several times, do not know when to start, Toby and Lucy has wreathed in smiles, downtown has become a mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline a child is something parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan's parents live in California, told me, and the two drove to visit us. Home to the guests, Toby is very excited, run up and Shimoji rampant. He used to play with sand pail full of water, carrying buckets and driving around in the house. Susan warned her several times not to splash water on the floor, Toby turned a deaf ear. Finally, Toby, or the bucket prostrate, and the water spilled over the floor. Excited little Toby did not think I have done something wrong, but also proud to play barefoot tread water, the pants all wet. I quickly find the mop ready to mop the floor. Susan grabbed my hands from the mop to Toby, he said: "the mop dry, the wet clothes off and clean themselves." Toby or not, sobbing trouble. Susan apart from anything else, he pulled directly into storerooms, closed confinement. Toby heard the issue of earth-shattering in there crying, I feel bad bad, like to go took him out. Toby's grandmother has stopped me: "This is something Susan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a child, Toby cry, and he shouted in the lumber room: "Mom, I was wrong." Susan stood outside the door asked: "Do you know how to do it?" "I know." Susan opened the door, Toby came out from the storage room, his face hanging from two lines of tears. He picked up two high with his mop struggling to drag a clean ground water. Then he took off his pants, carry her in your hand, bare ass into the toilet, splinters from the clothes to wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby's grandparents, I looked surprised expression, meaningful smile. This thing that made me very well. In many Chinese families, parenting a child, often lead to "World War", is often the grandmother grandfather protection, blocking grandparents, husband and wife quarrel, Jifeigoutiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I chat Toby grandparents, about this issue, Toby's grandfather, said some words, so I was very impressed. He said that the child is a parent's child, first of all to respect the parents put on education. Children, though small, is a born diplomat, when he saw the differences between family members, he would be very smart to be abused and lead. This is not only no benefit to improve his behavior, it will lead to increasingly serious problem, and even more other problems. Moreover, conflicts among family members, family atmosphere will bring disharmony more insecure child, the child's psychological development of adverse effects. Therefore, both the parents and grandparents in the child's education issues of disagreement, or husband and wife have different concepts of education, are not in front of the children in conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby's grandparents lived in the home for a week, to return to California. Before I left two days, Toby's grandfather solemnly asked his daughter: "Toby wants a toy excavator, I can buy it for him?" Susan thought: "You coming this time, given He had a pair of skates as a gift to Christmas, buy a toy excavator as a gift for him! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how to tell Toby's grandfather was a small guy, but then I took Toby to the supermarket, he pointed toy excavator, said: "my grandfather said, Christmas, buy me this as a gift." Tone was full of excitement and anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Susan Toby so strict, Toby go Quedui incredibly loving mother. He was outside playing when collection of some pretty flowers or leaves he considers beautiful, and solemnly gave his mother; him to give him a gift, he would call his mother with him apart; What is delicious, but also always leaving half of the mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of many Chinese children's indifference and apathy of the parents, I had to admire my foreign wife. In my view, the issue of children in education, the United States have much to her mother Chinese mothers learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-5553641810027538812?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/onU3tUhgK4Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/5553641810027538812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=5553641810027538812" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/5553641810027538812?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/5553641810027538812?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/onU3tUhgK4Y/eye-opener-to-chinese-mother-translated.html" title="Eye opener to Chinese Mother. Translated from google." /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/07/eye-opener-to-chinese-mother-translated.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQHRns8fip7ImA9WxFaEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-8291361606070042417</id><published>2010-07-16T10:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:12:17.576+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-16T10:12:17.576+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children Development" /><title>洋媳婦的教育方法...令中國婆婆大開眼界~</title><content type="html">Recently, there is this article circulating in facebook. It's about a Chinese grandma learning from her daughter-in-law from US. If I can find a translated version, I will post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;洋媳婦的教育方法...令中國婆婆大開眼界~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兒子去美國留學，畢業後定居美國。還給我找了個洋媳婦蘇珊。如今，小孫子托比已經3歲了。今年夏天，兒子為我申請了探親簽證。在美國待了三個月，洋媳婦蘇珊教育孩子的方法，令我這個中國婆婆大開眼界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不吃飯就餓著&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天早上，托比醒來後，蘇珊把早餐往餐桌上一放，就自顧自地忙去了。托比會自己爬上凳子，喝牛奶，吃麵包片。吃飽後，他回自己的房間，在衣櫃裡找衣服、鞋子，再自己穿上。畢竟托比只有3歲，還搞不清楚子的正反面，分不清鞋子的左右腳。有一次托比又把褲子穿反了，我趕緊上前想幫他換，卻被蘇珊制止了。她說，如果他覺得不舒服，會自己脫下來，重新穿好；如果他沒覺得有什麼不舒服，那就隨他的便。那一整天，托比反穿著褲子跑來跑去，蘇姍像沒看見一樣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又一次，托比出去和鄰居家的小朋友玩，沒多大會就氣喘吁吁地跑回家，對蘇珊說：「媽媽，露西說我的褲子穿反了，真的嗎？」露西是鄰居家的小姑娘，今年5歲。蘇姍笑著說： 「是的，你要不要換回來？」托比點點頭，自己脫下褲子，仔細看了看，重新穿上了。從那以後，托比再也沒穿反過褲子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不禁想起，我的外孫女五六歲時不會用筷子，上小學時不會繫鞋帶。如今在上寄宿制初中的她，每個週末都要帶回家一大堆髒衣服呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天中午，托比鬧情緒，不肯吃飯。蘇珊說了他幾句，憤怒地小托比一把將盤子推到了地上，盤子裡的食物灑了一地。蘇姍看著托比，認真地說：「看來你確實不想吃飯！記住，從現在到明天早上，你什麼都不能吃。」托比點點頭，堅定地回答：「Yes!」我在心裡暗笑，這母子倆，還都挺倔！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下午，蘇珊和我商量，晚上由我做中國菜。我心領神會，托比告別愛吃中國菜，一定是蘇珊覺得托比中午沒好好吃飯，想讓他晚上多吃點兒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天晚上我施展廚藝，做了托比最愛吃的糖醋裡脊、油悶大蝦，還用意大利麵做了中國式的涼麵。托比最喜歡吃那種涼麵，小小的人可以吃滿滿一大盤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;開始吃晚飯了，托比歡天喜地地爬上凳子。蘇珊卻走過來，拿走了他的盤子和刀叉，說：「我們已經約好了，今天你不能吃飯，你自己也答應了的。」托比看著面容嚴肅的媽媽，「哇」地一聲在哭起來，邊哭邊說：「媽媽，我餓，我要吃飯。」「不行，說過的話要算數。」蘇珊毫不心軟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我心疼了，想替托比求情，說點好話，卻見兒子對我使眼色。想起我剛到美國時，兒子就跟我說，在美國，父母教育孩子時，別人千萬不要插手，即使是長輩也不例外。無奈，我只好保持沉默。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那頓飯，從始至終，可憐的小托比一直坐在玩具車裡，眼巴巴地看著我們三個大人狼吞虎嚥。我這才明白蘇珊讓我做中餐的真正用意。我相信，下一次，托比想發脾氣扔飯碗時，一定會想起自己餓著肚子看爸爸媽媽和奶奶享用美食的經歷。餓著肚子的滋味不好受，況且還是面對自己最喜愛的食物。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;臨睡前，我和蘇珊一起去向托比道晚安。托比小心翼翼地問： 「媽媽，我很餓，現在我能吃中國面嗎？」蘇珊微笑著搖搖頭，堅決地說：「不！」托比嘆了口氣，又問：「那等我睡完覺睜開眼睛時，可以吃嗎？」「當然可以。」蘇珊溫柔地回答。托比甜甜地笑了。大部分情況下，托比吃飯都很積極，他不想因為「罷吃」而錯過食物，再受餓肚子的苦。每當看到托比埋頭大口大口地吃飯，嘴上臉上粘的都是食物時，我就想起外孫女。她像托比這麼大時，為了哄她吃飯，幾個大人端著飯碗跟在她屁股後面跑，她還不買賬，還要談條件：吃完這碗買一個玩具，再吃一碗買一個玩具……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以其人之道，還治其人這身&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，我們帶托比去公園玩。很快，托比就和兩個女孩兒玩起了廚房遊戲。塑料小鍋、小鏟子、小盤子、小碗擺了一地。忽然，淘氣的托比拿起小鍋，使勁在一個女孩兒頭上敲了一下，女孩兒愣了一下，放聲大哭。另一個女孩兒年紀更小一些，見些情形，也被嚇得大哭起來。大概托比沒想到會有這麼嚴重的後果，站在一旁，愣住了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蘇珊走上前，開清了事情的來龍去脈後，她一聲不吭，拿起小鍋，使勁敲到托比的頭上，托比沒防備，一下子跌坐在草地上，哇哇大哭起來。蘇珊問托比：「疼嗎？下次還這樣嗎？」 托比一邊哭，一邊拚命搖頭。我相信他以後再也不會這麼做了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;托比的舅舅送了他一輛淺藍色的小自行車，托比非常喜歡，當成寶貝，不許別人碰。鄰居小姑娘露西是托比的好朋友，央求托比好幾次，要騎他的小車，托比都沒答應。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一次，幾個孩子一起玩時，露西趁托比不注意，偷偷騎上小車，揚長而去。托比發現後，氣憤地跑來向蘇珊告狀。蘇珊正和幾個孩子的母親一起聊天喝咖啡，便微笑著說：「你們的事情自己解決，媽媽可管不了。」托比無奈地走了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;過了一小會兒，露西騎著小車回來了。托比看到露西，一把將她推倒在地，搶過了小車。露西坐在地上大哭起來。蘇珊抱起露西，安撫了她一會兒。很快，露西就和別的小朋友興高采烈地玩了起來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;托比自己騎了會車，覺得有些無聊，看到那幾個孩子玩得那麼高興，他想加入，又覺得有些不好意思。他蹭到蘇珊身邊，嘟囔道：「媽媽，我想跟露西他們一起玩。」蘇珊不動聲色地說：「那你自己去找他們啦！」「媽媽，你陪我一起去。 」 托比懇求道。 「那可不行，剛才是你把露西弄哭的，現在你又想和大家玩，就得自己去解決問題。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;托比騎著小車慢慢靠近露西，快到她身邊時，又掉頭回來。來回好幾次，不知道從什麼時候開始，托比和露西又笑逐顏開，鬧成了一團。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;管教孩子是父母的事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蘇珊的父母住在加利福尼亞州，聽說我來了，兩人開車來探望我們。家裡來了客人，托比很興奮，跑上跑下地亂竄。他把玩沙子用的小桶裝滿了水，提著小桶在屋裡四處轉悠。蘇珊警告了她好幾次，不要把水灑到地板上，托比置若罔聞。最後，托比還是把水桶弄倒了，水灑了一地。興奮的小托比不覺得自己做錯了事，還得意地光著腳丫踩水玩，把褲子全弄濕了。我連忙找出拖把準備拖地。蘇珊從我手中搶過拖把交給托比，對他說：「把地拖幹，把濕衣服脫下來，自己洗乾淨。」托比不願意，又哭又鬧。蘇珊二話不說，直接把他拉到貯藏室，關了禁閉。聽到托比在裡面發出驚天動地的哭喊，我心疼壞了，想進去把他抱出來。托比的外婆卻攔住我，說： 「這是蘇珊的事。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;過了一會兒，托比不哭了，他在貯藏室裡大聲喊：「媽媽，我錯了。」蘇珊站在門外，問：「那你知道該怎麼做了嗎？」 「我知道。 」蘇珊打開門，托比從貯藏室走出來，臉上還掛著兩行淚珠。他拿起有他兩個高的拖把吃力地把地上的水拖乾淨。然後，他脫下褲子，拎在手上，光著屁股走進洗手間，稀里嘩啦地洗起衣服來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;托比的外公外婆看著表情驚異的我，意味深長地笑了。這件事讓我感觸頗深。在很多中國家庭，父母管教孩子時，常常會引起「世界大戰」，往往是外婆外公護，爺爺奶奶攔，夫妻吵架，雞飛狗跳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後來，我和托比的外公外婆聊天時，提到這件事，托比的外公說了一段話，讓我印象深刻。他說，孩子是父母的孩子，首先要尊重父母對孩子的教育方式。孩子雖然小，卻是天生的外交家，當他看到家庭成員之間出現分歧時，他會很聰明地鑽空子。這不僅對改善他的行為毫無益處，反而會導致問題越來越嚴重，甚至帶來更多別的問題。而且，家庭成員之間發生衝突，不和諧的家庭氛圍會帶給孩子更多的不安全感，對孩子的心理髮展產生不利影響。所以，無論是父輩與祖輩在教育孩子的問題上發生分歧，還是夫妻兩人的教育觀念有差異，都不能在孩子麵前發生衝突。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;托比的外公外婆在家裡住了一週，準備回加利福尼亞了。臨走前兩天，托比的外公鄭重地問女兒：「托比想要一輛玩具挖掘機，我可以買給他嗎？」蘇珊想了想，說：「你們這次來，已經送給他一雙旱冰鞋作為禮物了，到聖誕節時，再買玩具挖掘機當禮物送給他吧！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知道托比的外公是怎麼告訴小傢伙的，後來我帶托比去超市，他指著玩具挖掘機說：「外公說，聖誕節時，給我買這個當禮物。」語氣裡滿是欣喜和期待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然蘇珊對托比如此嚴格，托比去卻對媽媽愛得不得了。他在外面玩時，會採集一些好看的小花或者他認為漂亮的葉子，鄭重其事地送給媽媽；別人送給他禮物，他會叫媽媽和他一起拆開；有什麼好吃的，也總要留一半給媽媽。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想到很多中國孩子對父母的漠視與冷淡，我不得不佩服我的洋媳婦。在我看來，在教育孩子的問題上，美國媽媽有很多值得中國媽媽學習的地方&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-8291361606070042417?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/hWtar8_5ers" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/8291361606070042417/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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A post by my friend Leona Wong.</title><content type="html">The post can be found from this URL: &lt;a href="http://bubble-belly.blogspot.com/2010/07/breastfeeding-at-18-months.html"&gt;http://bubble-belly.blogspot.com/2010/07/breastfeeding-at-18-months.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-6232143364132110793?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/e6qJbSpiU6U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/6232143364132110793/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=6232143364132110793" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/6232143364132110793?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/6232143364132110793?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/e6qJbSpiU6U/breast-feeding-at-18-months-post-by-my.html" title="Breast feeding at 18 months. A post by my friend Leona Wong." /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/07/breast-feeding-at-18-months-post-by-my.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcHSHs4cCp7ImA9Wx5TGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-4628502286112641155</id><published>2010-07-15T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T14:47:19.538+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-03T14:47:19.538+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toddler Stage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children Development" /><title>Is the start of terrible 2 coming?</title><content type="html">I think it starts today for my son. So how do I know? Well, it's all because of this incidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every evening, he will have his usual playground time after bring him home from his nanny's place. As usual, he will play with his friends, running around and sliding up and down. But today was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He insisted that he wanted to play my iPhone. Not only that, he was making a scene in front of those mummies and maids. Crying, pulling my shirt, holding to my legs and etc... I kept on telling him that if he wanted to play my iPhone, we would go home. I told him he needed to make a choice, either home (to play iPhone) or playground. In the end, he chose to play my iPhone but at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the spot, I pointed to the path towards home and told him we would be heading home. He started to cry and walked along the path. He cried to the extent some mummies were surprised, some maids were asking why you cry, and a granny said come come, no need to cry. As for me, I told him either you go home to play iPhone or play at the playground. He continued to walk and cry. After a short while, not very far from the playground, he stopped. I carried him and asked him how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I carried him back to the playground. He stared at me and joined the kids again. Having fun running around, up and down and not forgetting, we did 30 pull-up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Chinese mummy told me at this age, we need to teach them progressively what kind of behaviour is acceptable and what is not. In fact, she even asked me for some advice...(I actually scratched my head). Anyway, I told her he needed this military instruction from me, which was simple and clear. Either you make a choice or you don't. After all, he needs to know who is the boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I don't believe in canning or hitting the Child in public. It will destroy their self-esteem. This is something parents need to take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... today my son is 18 months 12 days. Time flies man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-4628502286112641155?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/KFI2xJid7To" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/4628502286112641155/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=4628502286112641155" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/4628502286112641155?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/4628502286112641155?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/KFI2xJid7To/is-start-of-terrible-2-coming.html" title="Is the start of terrible 2 coming?" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-start-of-terrible-2-coming.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4AQHw-fyp7ImA9WxFUF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-274930177712444800</id><published>2010-06-29T07:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T07:15:41.257+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-29T07:15:41.257+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Montessori" /><title>CS Montessori Chinese playgroup</title><content type="html">Just signed up my son with their weekend playgroup conducted by a native Chinese teacher. Will do a review after we attend his first lesson this coming Saturday. Akang Datang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-274930177712444800?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/jn501_qXJmI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/274930177712444800/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=274930177712444800" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/274930177712444800?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/274930177712444800?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/jn501_qXJmI/cs-montessori-chinese-playgroup.html" title="CS Montessori Chinese playgroup" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/06/cs-montessori-chinese-playgroup.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUMRnc5eCp7ImA9WxFUEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-1158420041197473049</id><published>2010-06-22T16:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:44:47.920+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-22T16:44:47.920+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pre-school" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Montessori" /><title>Brainy Child Montessori Learning Centre</title><content type="html">Last Sunday, brought my son to Brainy Child Montessori for a trial. The place is located in Orchard, near Centrepoint. So, it is a good location for you and your child to enjoy some McDonald, Old Town or Toastbox before going for the class. After the class, you can still go to some nice restaurant for lunch. Good location right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the URL to Brainy Child: &lt;a href="http://www.brainychildmontessori.sg/index.aspx"&gt;http://www.brainychildmontessori.sg/index.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, before you want to try a Montessori class, I will encourage you to read what is it all about. It is not a place whereby you and your kid is going to have a hoo ha hoo ha place. It is not a place like JG or Kindermusik. Your child is not going to sing in the class, jump, play plastic toy, sand or water play. Nope, you won't find it at all. If you are looking forward for these kind of activities, then I would suggest Montessori is not for you and your child. This is because once you start Montessori, you as a parent need to support your child throughout the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my son attended the Mom &amp;amp; Tot program on Sunday morning. My wife and son attended the first half and I attended the second half. I don't think there was any break in between. During those time, I was watching other classes been conducted. On the right, was a Japanese class and on the left, I think it was a toddler class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I attended the class with my son, I observed they have many Montessori related toys. Of course, this is good. If not, called Montessori for what? Toys are toys. Most importantly, the teacher who is going to conduct the class will eventually affect the child learning progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my time with my son, the teacher or the facilitator, allowed my son to choose the toys he wished to play. She did not force or emphasize that my son must play with this or that toy. Although, the theme was sensorial, my son could choose any other toys he wanted to play with. The challenge of a teacher in a Montessori school is to facilitate the child's learning progress. Basically, the teacher is to show the child how to improve a particular learning process if he or she chooses to play with that particular toy. The teacher clearly demonstrated it when my son chose to play with a couple of toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in one instance, my son threw some toys on the floor and the teacher demonstrated to him the correct way to handle it. Instead of saying 'Matthias, no. You shouldn't do that." She said to him,"Matthias, let me show you." She passed the toy to his little hand and asked him to give it back to her. She continued to encourage him and do it with him for more than 10 times until the throwing behaviour was totally eliminated. She told me it is very important that parents must not say no to kids. Instead, should choose an action based method to improve their behaviour. The magic phrase is,"Let me show you." I totally agreed with her on this. If you have read many motivational and goal achievement books, you would know what she meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing toys, the last part of the class was music. Again, this is not Kindermusik, so you won't expect your child is going to play with different kinds of instruments or exposed different dancing steps or tempo. Remember, the Montessori method is to focus on life skill and thus, the songs played were very much focused in this area. They were children songs but the lyrics were different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs taught the kids about up and down, marching, learning what is opposite and etc... This is definitely something different. Does other schools do the samethings? I don't know. Afterall, this is my first experience with the Montessori class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class ends with every child rewarded with a sticker. Again, this is to emphasize or improve a child's good achievement or behaviour in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school is run by a lady called Monica and they have native Japanese teachers to teach. Those kids attending weekdays classes will go for excursion every alternate weeks. They have an indoor gym, which I find so so only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will I send my class to the daily class? My answer is no. However, if you work in Orchard area, this is a good place to consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I send my son to the weekend class? Well, my answer is yes. But I will still look out for more Montessori-based school before making a decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-1158420041197473049?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/ado6xVxE3u0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/1158420041197473049/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=1158420041197473049" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/1158420041197473049?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/1158420041197473049?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/ado6xVxE3u0/brainy-child-montessori-learning-centre.html" title="Brainy Child Montessori Learning Centre" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/06/brainy-child-montessori-learning-centre.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UCRn0_fSp7ImA9WxFSE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-8556015539810173168</id><published>2010-04-15T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:07:47.345+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-15T15:07:47.345+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pre-school" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Montessori" /><title>My reading on "The Discovery of the Child by Maria Montessori." part 2</title><content type="html">Pg 69:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "But instead of this, we anxiously ask ourselves how we can make a child sleep after the sun has risen, and how we can teach him not to take off his shoes or wander over the meadows. Where, as the result of such restraints, a child degenerates, and, becoming irked with his prison, kills insects or small harmless animals, we look on this as something natural and do not notice that his soul has already become estranged from nature. We simply ask our children to adapt themselves to their prison without causing any trouble."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something I learnt while I was doing my own business. For the fact that some of us, or most of us grew up in a prison designed by the society or our parents, we tend to think this cannot be achieved (whatever it is) because we have not seen someone doing it yet or, our parents did not achieve at all and thus, to us this is not possible. As a new parent, we need to breakthrough from this box, think out of the box so that our kids grow up differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel what you are today is adequate and your kids do not need to be more than what you are today, then use back the same old formula. However, if you feel that you can achieve more, time it is time for you to do something to achieve it, so that we can set an example to our little ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-8556015539810173168?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/tspxDwKmOm4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/8556015539810173168/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=8556015539810173168" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/8556015539810173168?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/8556015539810173168?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/tspxDwKmOm4/my-reading-on-discovery-of-child-by_15.html" title="My reading on &quot;The Discovery of the Child by Maria Montessori.&quot; part 2" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-reading-on-discovery-of-child-by_15.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAFQnszeip7ImA9WxFRGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305121050477619275.post-4374284648620529392</id><published>2010-04-15T14:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:21:53.582+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-04T00:21:53.582+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pre-school" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Montessori" /><title>My reading on "The Discovery of the Child by Maria Montessori." part 1</title><content type="html">Here's a collection of my thoughts after reading the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 69: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In a city a child will say that he is tired after a brieft walk, and this leads to believe that he lacks of strengt. But his sluggishness comes from the artificiality of his environment, from ennui, from his awkward clothing, from the pain which his small feet suffer from their leather shoes as they strike the bare pavement of the city streets, and from the enervating example of those who walk about him silent, indifferent, and without a smile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure if this accurate. I believe what she says about awkward clothing and pain from his small feet. All of us are born naked and thus, kids like to run naked. We think it is not civilised but this is what they are. The less clothes they wear, the happier they are. Sometimes we may wonder why they struggle when we want to put on clothes on them, it could be what we are trying to put on them is not comfortable at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the little feet, you will realize our kids run faster and happier if they are running bare footed. And yes, we maybe worry about those nails and etc... on the floor, but again, we can let them run around in other places such as playground, garden and etc... To be frank, shopping mall is one of the safest place for them to run about bare footed because cleaners are always sweeping the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 69: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But when children come into contact with nature, they reveal their strength. Normal children, if they have a strong constituion and are well nourished, can walk for miles even when they are less than two years old. Their tireless little legs will climb long steep slopes in the sunshine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely true. Put your child in an open area or playground and you can see how much energy they have. They will definitely outlast us. I remembered the day when my son took his first step without any assistance. On his third or fourth day, he actually wanted to walk home or by himself. He actually knew the way although, all the while he was on the pram. He was very determined to do it and he achieved it in his own little way with his tiny little feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We as adult, must continue to encourage them to achieve what they want to achieve, to give them the opportunity to take the next step to do what they want, in order to achieve what they want. Many of us grow up with determination killed without realizing it. Either killed by own parents who think they have the best interest for us (it will be our turn soon), or by the environment that is called mainstream and not mainstream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Maria said, childrenn has this determination to perfect what they want and it is our responsibility to provide that environment. Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305121050477619275-4374284648620529392?l=firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~4/v3RzGVAVv5A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/feeds/4374284648620529392/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305121050477619275&amp;postID=4374284648620529392" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/4374284648620529392?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305121050477619275/posts/default/4374284648620529392?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ifaftmp/~3/v3RzGVAVv5A/my-reading-on-discovery-of-child-by.html" title="My reading on &quot;The Discovery of the Child by Maria Montessori.&quot; part 1" /><author><name>Kenny Leow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07490665602157894861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eexpvCQBT5s/SAg3vXEj0QI/AAAAAAAAKas/cWG568bg8yE/S220/F1000030.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://firsttimemamapapa.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-reading-on-discovery-of-child-by.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

